Travis*You see I got this problemI need help tryna solve itCause meeting after meeting And I’m still a cookie-holic You can hide emImma find them, on the counter, in the closetAnd I’ll say I ain’t do it With my face covered in chocolateMy girl be setting booby trapsTo catch me eating Scooby snacksI left crumbs in the bed onceBut I told her I was through with thatShe still don’t be believing meAnd I guess that I’m cool with thatBut I got a sweet tooth, that’ll never come looseAnd the truth of the matter is...

The Dream*I like girls,They like meThey look so goodIn they satin jeansTold you to be the oneAnd my onlyI want to be faithfulBut I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti ItalianosAnd I never turn down some Oreos if you got thoseButter Pecan Puerto Rican,Or them Oatmeal Raisin AsiansHazelnut Brazilians,Macadamia Caucasians,Double stuffed or thin mintIt don’t matter you getting itCause I got a sweet tooth That’ll never come looseAnd the fact of the matter is

The Dream*I like girls,They like meThey look so goodIn they’re satin jeansTold you to be the oneAnd my onlyI want to be faithfulBut I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*I’m a monster for these cookiesI’m a beast for they treatsAn animal for they crackersHead to feet they so damn sweetCan’t keep my hands, my handsMy ha-uh myCan’t keep my hands, my handsMy hands out the cookie jar

Travis*And there you have it hahaI tried my bestI went to cookie anonymousI guess I’m a failureI can’t seem to keep My damn hands out the cookie jar butIt is what it is...